My
dear sweet Angel, my hair feels your soft gentle touch when the day has been too
long. Just the way you always did when
gently watching over my shoulder while my hands stroked the keyboard. My heart feels your presence when life makes
me weary. The squirrels in the yard
somehow know and sense your presence and play in delight at your sight. The birds no doubt are singing because of
your gentle sprits conducting the music.
These things are known because your precious unending love lives past
yesterday and follows the path to eternity where one day jointly we will
dwell. My dear sweet Angel thank you for
staying close at my side lifting, encouraging and assisting in the arranging of
my lingering days. Feel my undying love
and tender kiss as the wind takes it to press upon your cheek. In a place my spiritual may not physically be
able to see but my heart understands and makes up for in faith.
Hug
straight from my soul to yours my darling Angel : )
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